Volume 3: Stormy Chapter 204: Five Tigers and Hard Fight
A smile appeared on Ding Shimaan's lips. He stepped on the ground, and a ball of blue and white flame rolled up from his leather-gloved fist. He rushed towards Wang Bing like a tiger out of a cage.
Swish!
The Tianyuan Pen in Wang Bing's hand turned into a spear shape again. This time, there was not only black Qi, but also a ball of golden Qi extending along Wang Bing's wrist to the pen shaft. For a moment, the black and golden Qi crossed and twisted together.
Bang!
Ding Shimaan threw a punch, and the air around him exploded. It seemed like a simple punch, but it gave people a thrilling feeling, a feeling that they could not dodge. However, this punch passed through Wang Bing's body, and Wang Bing's body gradually faded like water waves.
Swish!
Immediately following a sharp sound of breaking through the air from behind Ding Shimaan, a flash of black-gold light appeared in an instant, like a long straight line, and pierced directly towards the back of Ding Shimaan's head.
However, at this moment, Ding Shimaan didn't even look at the gunshot that was coming from behind him. He swung his other hand straight out and struck Wang Bing with a palm strike.
Bang!!
The palm strike collided with the Tianyuan pen, causing Ding Shiman to stagger. He took a few steps forward and looked down at the leather gloves on his hands.
At this time, the middle of the palm of the leather glove was damaged, and a trace of blood was seeping out from the palm.
However, he did not slow down because of his injury. After a brief pause, he flashed in front of Wang Bing and punched him again.
Bang!
The Tianyuan pen in Wang Bing's hand poked out from an extremely tricky angle and collided with the oncoming fist.
Looking closely, the black and gold Qi energy on the Tianyuan Pen in Wang Bing's hand and the bluish-white Qi energy on Ding Shimaan's fist did not collide with each other. An invisible force appeared between the two Qi energies, separating them.
boom!
It was just such a simple touch. In the center where the forces intersected, a shock wave suddenly exploded, creating a huge hole under the feet of the two people, like a meteorite falling to the ground.
sharp!
Wang Bing thought to himself, this Ding Shimaan is really strong. It is not easy for an extraordinary person to cultivate to his level.
Moreover, this guy is still in his golden age. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be more likely to reach Zhang Zhiwei's level in the future.
It seems that the old man in the original book said that if anyone can catch up with Zhang Zhiwei, it really depends on Ru Hu and Ding Shimaan in front of him.
The power of the two forces was briefly frozen for a moment because of this collision.
But this little bit of time is enough!
A ball of black ink under Wang Bing's feet rushed straight towards Ding Shimaan, forming a black mudflat.
! !
Swish!
Just as Ding Shimaan was losing consciousness, a large group of green vines rose from the black mudflat and wrapped Ding Shimaan tightly.
However, the bluish-white aura on Ding Shimaan's body began to boil again, even more intense than before. He turned his fists into claws and swung rapidly around his body, tearing or shaking off the messy vines. The moment he got rid of the restraints, he punched Wang Bing who was putting away his gun again.
The speed and power of this punch were raised to a higher level again. Wang Bing had just retracted the Tianyuan Pen and had no time to distance himself. At such a close distance, a splash of water appeared on his left arm and attached to the Tianyuan Pen to form a water shield. He turned the gun and blocked Ding Shimaan's fist.
Bang!
Ding Shimaan's fist pushed hard against the Tianyuan Pen's shaft and pushed forward. If Wang Bing hadn't concentrated the water spirit's power on the pen shaft, his Tianyuan Pen would have been more or less damaged by this punch.
This water shield acted as a buffer, reducing a lot of the force on Ding Shimaan's fist.
Wang Bing took advantage of the situation and stepped back, using the last bit of strength from Ding Shimaan's fist to somersault in the air and landed steadily on the ground.
Three of them...
Gold essence, water essence, wood essence...
The king fought briefly, using the power of three elves at the same time.
This is much more troublesome than dealing with Huang Ning...
In that case...
Wang Bing waved the Tianyuan brush, and countless ink dripped from the tip of the brush and fell to the ground, forming one ink stain after another.
Ding Shimaan, who was standing opposite, stopped attacking, as if waiting for Wang Bing to cast a spell.
After a while, under Wang Yi's control of Qi and Mo, the statues of five generals appeared on the ground.
Coo coo coo!
Five Yin generals suddenly appeared on Wang Bing's body.
?
Ding Shimaan watched this scene with great interest. He seemed to have thought of something. He punched his right hand with his left fist and said, "Oh, oh! This must be the Five Ghosts Technique from Liangshan shamanism. I was wondering why it looked so familiar!"
"You know a lot!"
Wang Bing bared his teeth, lowered his voice, and said, "Please! Ji Han's Five Tiger Generals will join the battle!"
Buzz!
Four beams of light suddenly burst out from four of the statues on the ground. The four Yin generals behind Wang Bing entered them. In an instant, four men who looked like military generals appeared in front of him.
The first on the left is a young general with a handsome face, eyes like shooting stars, a tiger body, ape arms, a leopard belly, and a wolf waist.
The one on the right is a man with white hair and beard, a square face, a knife in his left hand and a bow in his right hand. His old face has a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle.
The two in the middle, one has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a broad face and a heavy chin, and looks majestic; the other has a leopard head with round eyes, a nose like a jade pillar, a mouth like red, and big ears with wheels.
But Wang Bing couldn't help but feel a toothache when he looked down at the divine picture that showed no reaction.
The Second Master is worthy of being the Second Master. How could he not be satisfied with just one Yin General?
In this case...
Wang Bing took out the only two souls and seven spirits left of Shen Chong, muttering something, and a fake Yin general appeared in front of Wang Bing.
Ding Shian was also stunned when he saw this scene and asked, "Did you kill Shen Chong?"
The reason why this guy asked this question was that this newly refined Yin General had Shen Chong's face and even imitated his glasses.
"What else?"
Wang Bing waved the Tianyuan brush in his hand, and the Yin general flew directly into the portrait of Guan Yu.
boom!
A beam of light shot up into the sky, and a military general with a nine-foot-tall body, a two-foot-long beard, a face as red as a date, lips as red as rouge, phoenix eyes, and drooping eyebrows walked out of the light.
The Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand sparkled in the moonlight.
“Great, great!”
A look of surprise appeared on Ding Shimaan's face.
This trip to Longhu Mountain was not in vain!
He has now confirmed the identity of Wang Bing. He is a member of the Wang family, one of the four families.
Wang Jia's Shen Tu has always been famous in the circle, but he just had no chance to see him.
I didn’t expect that this time when I came to Longhu Mountain, I didn’t meet the old Taoist priest, but I actually saw the unique skills of the Wang family.
only……
Can Shentu do this?
Ding Shimaan believed that he had seen many miraculous skills in the past forty years, and even learned some secretly. He had naturally also heard from his predecessors about the family skills of the Wang and Lu families among the four families.
It seems that what you said is not as magical as what you see with your own eyes...
!
Ding Shimaan suddenly had an idea and an answer flashed through his mind. "I've heard that there used to be a profession in the circle called painter. These painters practiced the art of painting."
"A few hundred years ago, the alien world also had a unique skill called Danqing. What you have should be the Danqing technique."
"You know a lot!"
Wang Bing twitched the corner of his mouth. He did not expect that Ding Shimaan was quite knowledgeable and could think of painting at the first sight.
"Since you have already used the Danqing technique, I feel embarrassed to continue playing. I have to be more serious..."
Ding Shimaan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled a breath as sharp as a sword. A blue light was reflected on his brown skin.
"Then you can try it..."
Wang Bing waved his brush, and the five generals standing in front of him raised their weapons at the same time, turning into five streams of light and killing Ding Shimaan.
“Good job!”
Ding Shimaan's eyes lit up, and without dodging or evading, he rushed towards the five streams of light.
This really fits Ding Shimaan's personality. He really dares to go up and confront her head-on...
call out!
Seeing this, the old general on the far right suddenly stopped, took out a long red-handled arrow from the quiver behind him with his left hand and shot it at Ding Shimaan's forehead.
Seeing this, Ding Shimaan slightly turned his head and dodged the arrow with the slightest movement.
Seeing this, the old general decisively pulled out four sharp arrows from the quiver behind him and shot at Ding Shimaan again.
This was not the end. After the second bow was fired, the old general took four more arrows and shot them again.
Eight meteors with red energy smashed towards Ding Shimaan like meteors.
Seeing this, Ding Shimaan increased his dive speed again and dodged the first four arrows like flowing water, but the last four arrows followed closely behind and forcibly blocked his movements.
"sharp……"
Ding Shimaan finally murmured something, and two golden rays flashed from his arms, wrapping Ding Shimaan's arms tightly like gold foil. He punched at the four arrows, four punches in an instant!
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
Four crisp sounds were heard, and the four arrows were shattered one after another...
but……
bass!
A flash of silver light appeared, and the young general had already arrived in front of Ding Shimaan. The tip of the spear flashed coldly, bringing out countless spear beams, stabbing towards Ding Shimaan's cheeks, throat, shoulder blades, heart, abdomen and other vital points.
Ding Shimaan's eyes also moved along with the gun beams. He quickly determined which one was the real object and reached out directly towards the gun shadow.
Bang!
Ignoring the sharp gun shadows that cut his gloves and sleeves, Ding Shimaan grabbed the waving silver gun.
"Right now..."
Just as Ding Shimaan was about to throw the young general in front of him away, two silver lights burst out from his left and right sides.
call!
Seeing this, Ding Shimaan suddenly exerted force with his arms to throw the young general in front of him away, then he used force from his waist to spin rapidly on the spot, using his hands to block the two incoming silver lights.
Swish!
The two spears that were supposed to stab at his waist deviated from their intended trajectories and crossed each other.
But just when Ding Shimaan resolved all this series of attacks.
From above his head, a deep green light with unparalleled power slashed down towards the position where Ding Shimaan was.
boom!
